My Morning

I get to work today only to realize that I don't have my shoes. That's what kind of a morning it has been.

I finished my taxes last night, but reviewed them again this morning and found a mistake in reporting some income that should have been "royalties." It didn't change the end figure by much, but it is better than the IRS telling me I did it wrong. So it took me a few minutes to do new forms, and a new Utah state tax form that I didn't know about (I never got the tax booklets in the mail this year).

Today is our graduation banquet. I was trying to remember the CD player, a camera, the umbrella (dark clouds and chance of rain), a gift for a colleague, a bag to carry everything in, the envelope with the tax forms, and my sanity.

In the midst of it all I made it to work wearing my sneakers and not my heels. Hum... I do this on a daily basis, wear sneakers to work. It is more comfortable walking across campus that way. But I usually remember my heels. We have a banquet at noon. Do I go with the sneaker or run home and get the heels? I'm leaning toward sneakers, but I'll probably give in to pressure to go home....